Drowning
Jeremiah James-Nolan Knight
As I hold my breath, I hold anger and despair.
As I slowly sink, I sink into what's right.
Slowly, my heart stops.
Slowly, my eyes close.
As my world turns into darkness, I see thus of a spirit frowning at me from heaven.
Confused and destructed.
Misaligned and distorted.
I'm like a sinking corpse going to see what is at the bottom of the sea.
Like a submarine submerging underwater trying to avoid being seen.
As my world went black, I hear nothing, nothing but silence.
No more.
No more lying.
No more Cutting.
No more Torture.
No more life.
No more as my world around me went black.
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